After dealing with mums commode and reminding her to keep her phone in her pocket, not to drop off of the step at the bottom of the stairs, not to go into the bathroom, to txt me when she had got up and had had her breakfast etc. etc. I set off for work. On arriving at work I felt sick at the thought that something might happen to mum whilst I was out. I went to see Colette, my boss, and promptly burst into tears when…